I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers.
The University of Michigan has a wonderful botanical gardens a short drive away from me. Always a rewarding visit, especially as summer reaches full bloom.
All the variety, all the charm, all the beauty of life is made up of light and shadow.”
Leo Tolstoy, Anna Karenina
Summer’s medley, composed of light and shadow. is now playing at Michigan’s lakes and woods.
If the path be beautiful let us not ask where it leads
Always be a poet, even in prose.
Nature’s verses can now be heard, whispered in the waters of a rushing brook or sung by a summer breeze across the expanse of a rolling river.
If only it were all so simple! If only there were evil people somewhere insidiously committing evil deeds, and it were necessary only to separate them from the rest of us and destroy them. But the line dividing good and evil cuts through the heart of every human being. And who is willing to destroy a piece of his own heart?
–Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn, Nobel laureate for literature, Soviet Gulag survivor
Time-traveler Sophia, Princess Palatine, left her home in 17th century Netherlands to visit one of my favorite parks in 21st century suburban Detroit as part of the Institute of Arts’ novel advertising campaign. She seems to be enjoying the floral bloom of spring.
The Earth laughs in flowers
Ralph Waldo Emerson
and the effervescent stream rushing past joins in the chorus.
The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.